Novel & Cerita Oneshot Niko Cosplay

And now it's time for the second batch of the regular models and time for us - Me, Sophie, Nico, Kevin, and Gabrielle - to change into our last clothing piece. Which my mother is very bias about it and making me walk out there twice! Nico had to walk out first. His outfit was now something sporty. Neon polo shirt and a pastel blue varsity jacket with pastel green sleeves. Pants the same blue color as his jacket and shoes the same neon green as his shirt. He walked fearlessly and confidently. Pulling the side of his jacket to show the neon polo shirt. Posing a little bit and winked before walking back.

She winked at him as she turned around in front of him. Niko could not form any words, his eyes strained on her and looked at every part of her. The back of the dress was also covered, leaving her chest region with no sign of cleavage shown. If watched closely, a necklace sat on her neck and she paired it with a pair of silver earrings. Niko was amazed, not that she knew how to sow and bring ideas on cloth, even her fashion sense was unparalleled. “Take a picture.” She rolled her eyes at him before walking out.

He stays close to the fence, lurking in the shadows to avoid the illuminating beam arising from the lighthouse that might give away our position. As I step out of my vehicle, I pull my black beanie over my head and take in what Niko is wearing—a black hoodie, black skin-tight jeans, and black steel-toe combat boots. “How the sickme (fuck) are you meant to fight in those skin-tight jeans?” I ask him with curiosity, drawing my gold-plated gun and flicking the safety off.

he gestured to the others who were standing a few feet away from the vehicle, “we all have one.” He walked towards the others and I frowned at his back. If he was into cosplay, he should leave the rest of us out of it. With resignation, I threw the knife holster to my side and strapped it to my body. Niko got to where the others stood. “Let’s move,” then he looked back at me, “don’t fall behind, your highness. You’re my number two.” I rolled my eyes. He was enjoying this. Could he be any more obvious?

She looks cute, too. She is wearing a white knee length dress that hugs her curves perfectly. Her hair is tied neatly in a French bun. His father also looks great in his formal attire and they look so elegant together that I feel like a sack of potatoes in front of them. Their son is not less, by the way. Nick also has a great sense of style. "Yes. She is the one," Nick says in his deep mesmerizing voice. His arm snakes around my waist and he slightly pulls me closer.

Josh whines. Nancy, wearing a soft lilac dress with delicate lace details, smiled warmly. Reina, in a midnight blue dress that shimmered in the sunlight, adjusted her hair while glancing at Logan. The way they exchanged looks made me smile—they were in their own little world. I caught Nick’s gaze across the room. He looked like an Alpha already—tall, broad-shouldered, in a crisp black tux, his tie matching the red of my gown. His blue eyes, so vivid against his dark hair, were fixed on me, and I felt a thrill run through my chest.

Evangeline Costello wore a tight red dress, her head snapped back at the door to see who it was before her dark eyes landed on me, Niko didn't even bother to glance in my direction—that's how engrossed he was in that perfect pair of tits. Yeah, that sight of her in that skimpy red dress is fucking hot, I have always found this girl hot but not enough to betray Niko for it. But fuck, still the single sight of hers is enough to elicit a sexual response from me. "Good morning to the lovely couple," I slumped in the seat before them, placing my feet up on his desk. Niko finally glanced at me, "Get out."

Music pulsed low—dark synthwave mixed with classical strings—creating an atmosphere that felt both elegant and predatory. Nico and the queens entered first. Black and crimson dominated their outfits—silver and deep violet accents glinting under the lights, leather and charcoal gray textures catching every movement. Matching fang wristbands gleamed on every left wrist: black leather, crimson/silver/violet fangs embossed in intricate detail. They walked as one—Nico in the center, Elara and Liora on either side (legs brushing his), Ravenna and Seraphina behind (hands linked), Celeste and Remy flanking like silent guardians.

On the four alphas standing at the center. Nikolai was in black—black shirt, black pants, black boots. His white-blonde hair was pulled back from his face, and his ice-blue eyes were fixed on something in the distance. He hadn't looked at me since he'd walked in. Lukas was in silver. His green eyes swept the crowd, landing on me with a smile that made my skin crawl. Kai was in brown—leather armor over a simple shirt, his dark skin glowing in the morning light. He looked calm. Centered. Ready.

Well, that is, if Red Riding Hood dressed like a prostitute she would have liked this getup. “I’m not going to make that my concern now Darina.” He whistled low as he looked at me. “You’re going to turn every man at that party into the big bad wolf, baby girl.” I giggled. It could have been fun had it not been for the fact that we had to kidnap the senator’s wife and daughter. “Turn around let me lace you up.” Nico said. Yes, it was a red corset dress, barely covering my ass and the way Nico was pulling on the laces my boobs were near to pop out.